If there's a whip there is a way
If there's a whip there is a way
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Special treatment for special privileges
You had my food, now you have me
You can't and will not escape
Will you still call me after?
So you never had real pussy before?
Let me guess, you want them
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Hit that fucking high pitch note
I want performance, not excuses
Let the pussy feel neglected
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Your holes want it